【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Xue Yang tilted his head with a bright face: "As you can see, you are nosy, I will remove everyone around you, so that you have nothing to meddle in. Look clearly, I can It's not hurting anyone, stop losing your temper!"

Xiao Xingchen is angry.

The so-called no harm means no death, and he even said that he lost his temper.

Looking up at him under the sunlight, the proud young man's face was still young and handsome, with a pair of black eyes shining brightly under the long eyelashes, and his canine teeth were dazzling white, not at all like a dead ghost.

Obviously going through a heart-wrenching hour every night, and knowing when the obsession will disappear forever, this Xue Yang can still be so indulgent and happy.

Xiao Xingchen looked at him, besides being angry, there was also an inappropriate feeling of envy.

Chen Xibao, who had been on the sidelines for three days, clasped his hands and dared not speak.One black and one white, one person and one ghost, it is really a contradictory and strange combination, obviously so incompatible, but they have to go together.

Although he was curious, he dared not ask.Not only did he not dare to ask, but he also had to pay attention to keeping a distance from this Fairy Xiao Xingchen from time to time.

Originally asking Xiao Xingchen to escort him, Chen Xibao wanted to treat this expert well. It is only natural for him to serve tea, pour water and open the door to lead the way. To kill.

In the past few days, there is no need to worry about the Seizing Organization, but to worry about being assassinated by that ghost named "Xue Yang".

No, it might be killed.

Although the ghost with the broken arm has a young and handsome face, and he loves to smile, showing canine teeth is a bit cute, but it just makes him feel a ferocious temperament for no reason.

Chen Xibao complained incessantly in his heart, he never expected that he would still have to worry day and night to find an expert escort.

It is difficult to be a human being.

After that, as long as Xue Yang was awake, he and Xiao Xingchen would not go out.

Fortunately, Xue Yang had to sleep at least half of the time during the day, Xiao Xingchen figured out the rules, and after lunch, he went out with Chen Xibao, and sure enough, he couldn't see Xue Yang.

People on the street still ran away when they saw Xiao Xingchen. If they wanted to find out something, they had to go to an area a little farther away from the hotel where they were staying.

The two walked together for more than half an hour, and the people on the street finally became more normal, because they didn't recognize Xiao Xingchen, so when they saw him walking, they felt at ease, except for casting some envious eyes, they did nothing.

The two inquired along the road to see if there were any traces of Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.The two people in the rumors are very elegant, no matter they are alone or they are together, they will definitely be very eye-catching, as long as they appear, someone will definitely see and remember them.

But after walking seven or eight streets, I didn't find anything until my mouth was dry.Just happened to be under a tea shed again, Chen Xibao called Xiao Xingchen to stop at the right time, ordered some refreshments and asked him to rest for a while.

"Immortal Chief, don't be in a hurry. It would be better for me to walk around here in Lanling City. If it is safe all the time, it can be seen that the Duoshe organization has been cleaned up. Maybe I don't need the escort of the Immortal Chief, and I can go home by myself. "

Xiao Xingchen heard the tone of the euphemistic words, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Xue Yang has caused a lot of trouble, but brother Chen, please rest assured, he is a bit fierce, and now he won't kill people at will anymore."

Xiao Xingchen comforted him solemnly, but Chen Xibao's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Now—no longer—will—kill people at will? ? ?

What do you mean by that?Was it possible to kill at will before?That's true, just judging from the fierce look that the ghost showed from time to time, isn't it strange to say that he has never killed a person before?How many people has he killed before?Are you really not going to kill people now?How does Xiaoxingchen fairy head guarantee?

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen?" Xiao Xingchen interrupted Chen Xibao's wild thoughts, "The tea has spilled."

"Ah?...Oh!"

It was only then that Chen Xibao realized that he was still pouring tea for Xiao Xingchen in his hand, the tea overflowed and wet Xiao Xingchen's hand holding the cup.

Although the tea was no longer hot, it was still hot after all, and Xiao Xingchen's originally fair fingertips turned slightly red.

Chen Xibao screamed in his heart: It's over, it's over, it's over...

Yesterday, there was a person who almost ran into Xiao Xingchen head-on. The ghost named Xue Yang raised his hand and raised an evil wind and threw the person to the side of the road. Also, when Lan Ling first met, Xiao Xingchen was deceived, Xue Yang looked as if he wanted to find the shop owner to give him a tough lesson. It can be seen that the troublemaker is the troublemaker, and he still protects the fairy head. If he knows that he burned the fairy head's hand now...

Chen Xibao shivered for a moment, not daring to think anymore, dropped the teapot, and stood up with a pale face.

"Immortal Elder! I'll buy you scald medicine!"

Xiao Xingchen hastily stopped him: "I'm not burned..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xibao had rushed into the pharmacy not far away.

"Ugh……"

Xiao Xingchen couldn't laugh or cry, and knew why Chen Xibao was so cautious.

Xue Yang must be warned to restrain his temper, but how can the warning be effective?

"Ugh……"

Xiao Xingchen sighed again, lowered his head and drank tea silently.

There were five wooden tables lined up under the tea shed, besides Xiao Xingchen's table, there was another table behind which a passerby was resting in front of.

It was a bit chilly in the late autumn afternoon, and they were not in a busy city. There were not many people on the street, and it was a bit quiet, so when the person behind him called a passing child, his voice was very clear.

"Hey, kid!" he called, "Would you like a snack?"

Xiao Xingchen was shocked.

Such a familiar scene!

He suddenly turned around, and saw a little boy about seven or eight years old walking towards the person who greeted him under the tea shed in a daze.

"If you want to eat, send this letter to Xie's house in Kangpingfang, and someone will give you snacks after delivery."

This familiar statement!

Sure enough, this scene also evoked the memory of three parts of the soul that did not belong to him. The bone in his left hand was almost painful, and the tragic scene of the wheel running over his fingers flashed quickly in his spiritual consciousness.

That's the result of Xue Yang being teased at the age of seven to deliver letters!

Xiao Xingchen couldn't sit still anymore, he got up without hesitation and followed the little boy out of the tea shed.

The child jumped up and down with the envelope in his hand, walked a short distance and turned into another bustling main street, as if he was very familiar with the surrounding environment, and nimbly shuttled left and right among the crowd, Xiao Xingchen followed closely behind, not caring Demeanor, when someone approached him, he said sorry and quickly pushed away, and when he met a crowd, he followed the little boy all the way in, for fear of losing him, and his usually bright and clear figure gave birth to many unconscious panics.

After a while, the little boy finally turned into a quiet alley, and when he reached the end, there was a back door diagonally opposite the alley, and the lantern on the door said "Xie's House".

It should be here.

The little boy walked over and knocked on the wooden door expectantly.

Not long after, the door opened with a sound of "Yanglang", and a burly man came out.

Xiao Xingchen stopped at the entrance of the alley, his heart raised to his throat, the blood flow in his whole body accelerated, and his body under the white clothes was ready to rush out to protect the boy at any time.

When the big man got the letter, he frowned. Just when Xiao Xingchen was worried that his losing his temper would be bad for the little boy, the big man turned around and called his name, and a girl dressed as a maid came out from inside.

It turned out that the big man couldn't read, so he handed the letter to the girl for her to read.The girl smiled when she saw the words on the envelope, turned around and disappeared at the door, came back quickly, handed a paper bag with a little weight to the boy, bent down and touched the boy's head, and said something kindly.

Holding the paper bag, the boy smiled and waved goodbye to them happily.

"call--"

Xiao Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was sweating a little in the cold alley in late autumn and October, and the wind blew, making him a little cold.

That's right, how can things be so coincidental in the world, after all, there are still a small number of people who maliciously teased Xue Yang as before.But it was a trick of fate that Xue Yang met such a rare possibility.

Xiao Xingchen had seriously thought about it, if it hadn't been for that encounter, wouldn't Xue Yang have started killing evil in his life?Or, if another person had the same experience, would he become like Xue Yang?

With his innocence and kindness, after thinking about it, he still thinks that even if others, or even himself, have that kind of experience, they will never become such a cruel person like Xue Yang. The distress of the year-old boy whose finger was crushed was not contradictory, and two emotions existed in his heart at the same time.

The boy who delivered the letter turned around from the entrance of Xie's house, opened the paper bag, took out a white and soft snack from it, put it in his mouth, and brushed past him at the entrance of the alley with a bright smile.

Xiao Xingchen followed the boy with his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw a very familiar figure in the middle of the alley.

Black clothes, broken arms, red eyes.

His left hand, missing a finger, clenched into a fist.

Xue Yang has been with Xiao Xingchen for a long time, and witnessed the whole process of him following the boy who delivered the letter.

The high walls on both sides of the alley were towering, and the two of them occupied one end of the alley, so that there was no escape for the anxious mood.

Xue Yang said, "Xiao Xingchen, you are meddling in your own business!"

The rough voice seemed to be trying to be brave, but the end of the sentence couldn't help bringing out a trace of complicated grievances.

In the past, when he told Xiao Xingchen about the severed finger, when his identity was exposed after living in Yicheng for three years, Xiao Xingchen was angry and angry, accusing him of murdering his whole family out of hatred for the severed finger, which was vicious and disgusting.He thought that in Xiao Xingchen's heart, there would never be any sympathy for him again.

Compassion to the world, compassion to the world, this world does not include him.

Until he saw that silly white figure chasing the delivery boy nervously and losing his footsteps, Xue Yang knew that no matter in life or after death, only this one person could save him from the boundless darkness and save him from killing and blood. He raised his head and saw the only ray of life left in this world.

The broken-armed evil spirit had red eyes, and his lips were stubbornly pursed into a line.

That look.It made Xiao Xingchen feel helpless for the moment of tenderness that surged in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I am such a person, there is no way."

The next moment, Xue Yang floated over quickly without warning, and hugged him with his only arm.

The hug was cold and unreal.Xue Yang is a ghost, even if he uses his spiritual power to touch things in this world, the touch is still different from that of a living person.

He couldn't feel the physical strength, only a layer of coolness encircled him like water, Xiao Xingchen couldn't break free with such a slight strength.

Or not trying to break free at all.

"I lost to you, Daoist." The young man's voice sounded in his ears, with a sigh of resignation, "I won't make trouble, if you want to escort that grave robber, you can escort him, I will accompany you, if someone chases you Kill, I can help you fight."

Xiao Xingchen suddenly realized that this was a good time to persuade Xue Yang.

"In the future, I can't be so hostile and drive away everyone around me."

"it is good."

"You can't turn up the stall and cause trouble for others when you are unhappy."

"it is good"

"Let me handle my own affairs."

"...I am afraid that you will be deceived by others."

"Then...you can make suggestions, but in the end I still have to make my own decisions."

"it is good."

Xiao Xingchen smiled, and couldn't help raising his hand, stroking the top of the boy's head.

"Okay, this is sensible."

However, it was cold at first, not the obedient and warm touch of the boy in the past, Xiao Xingchen suddenly realized.

Such an intimate gesture and tone.Such a hug with another man.Only to "A Lan" had it ever happened.

Finally realizing something was wrong, he lowered his hands and took a step back out of Xue Yang's embrace.

With a light cough, he didn't know where to look, but there was a clean and warm smile on Xue Yang's face, so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

He said: "Master Dao, do you know that this is the first time you have smiled at me since you came back."

Xue Yang's eyes sparkled.

Xiao Xingchen thinks of sunflowers that grow enthusiastically and recklessly under the sun. Wherever the sun goes, the flowers will turn.

Just like the boy in Yicheng hidden in his memories and imagination.

That boy was indeed Xue Yang all along.